Saying goodbye to Rabbit-Bite or a Rabbit Paradise!
Rabbit-Lot’s Day of Paradise. Today we have an unusual day: we are giving away our Rabbit-Bite to a new family. The meeting time is set for 6 p.m on Red Dawn Boulevard.
We have divided up responsibilities: Arkhip will clean the cage, trim the nails, comb the fur while I do the rest. That day I wanted to spend as much time as possible with Rabbit-Bite. I lay down on the grass near the cage. I made some sketches, treated Rabbit-Bite to his favorite clover, and stroked his silky fur. I was admiring Rabbit-Bite, God's creation, but I worried: Would he like his new place? Would our Rabbit-Bite feel good there? In one moment, it seemed like he replied in a human voice, “It will be good for me!”
On our way. The cage is in the trunk, Rabbit-Bite is in the box on the backseat, we are sitting next to him. The whole way there we sing the anthem in honor of our Rabbit-Bite. Rabbit-Bite isn't singing, he just chews his clover looking out at the road. We approach the address and Arkhip gives Rabbit-Bite a cuddle, and everything inside me freezes.
The moment of truth. Red Dawn Boulevard. We make our way to the 2nd floor. I carry the cage up, while Arkhip follows me reluctantly. He’s holding the box with Rabbit-Bite in one hand, in the other hand he has the bag of clover, muttering something to himself. Maybe we should go back? - I think. The door clicks open, a girl of about 12 years old comes out to meet us. I notice a kind of suspicious smile appearing on Arkhip's face. He gives a slice of banana to Rabbit-Bite and says: “Here, eat this! The new owner is unlikely to ever give you something like that!” He looks at the girl with mistrust; she peers into the box. Arkhip presses Rabbit-Bite to himself and warns: “Don’t give him sweets more than once a day, otherwise he could develop diabetes!” While Arkhip tries to stall, I peek into the apartment. What is waiting for our Rabbit-Bite? Loneliness? The unknown? …… What do I see?! At the end of the narrow hallway there is a room full of rabbits of different colors jumping from room to room, from sofa to sofa, from windowsill to balcony! A Rabbit Paradise! …
Rabbit-Lot’s Day of Paradise. Today we have an unusual day: we are giving away our Rabbit-Bite to a new family. The meeting time is set for 6 p.m on Red Dawn Boulevard.
We have divided up responsibilities: Arkhip will clean the cage, trim the nails, comb the fur while I do the rest. That day I wanted to spend as much time as possible with Rabbit-Bite. I lay down on the grass near the cage. I made some sketches, treated Rabbit-Bite to his favorite clover, and stroked his silky fur. I was admiring Rabbit-Bite, God's creation, but I worried: Would he like his new place? Would our Rabbit-Bite feel good there? In one moment, it seemed like he replied in a human voice, “It will be good for me!”
On our way. The cage is in the trunk, Rabbit-Bite is in the box on the backseat, we are sitting next to him. The whole way there we sing the anthem in honor of our Rabbit-Bite. Rabbit-Bite isn't singing, he just chews his clover looking out at the road. We approach the address and Arkhip gives Rabbit-Bite a cuddle, and everything inside me freezes.
The moment of truth. Red Dawn Boulevard. We make our way to the 2nd floor. I carry the cage up, while Arkhip follows me reluctantly. He’s holding the box with Rabbit-Bite in one hand, in the other hand he has the bag of clover, muttering something to himself. Maybe we should go back? - I think. The door clicks open, a girl of about 12 years old comes out to meet us. I notice a kind of suspicious smile appearing on Arkhip's face. He gives a slice of banana to Rabbit-Bite and says: “Here, eat this! The new owner is unlikely to ever give you something like that!” He looks at the girl with mistrust; she peers into the box. Arkhip presses Rabbit-Bite to himself and warns: “Don’t give him sweets more than once a day, otherwise he could develop diabetes!” While Arkhip tries to stall, I peek into the apartment. What is waiting for our Rabbit-Bite? Loneliness? The unknown? …… What do I see?! At the end of the narrow hallway there is a room full of rabbits of different colors jumping from room to room, from sofa to sofa, from windowsill to balcony! A Rabbit Paradise! …
Проводы Кроли-Лота или Кроличий РАЙ!
Райский день Кроли-Лота. Сегодня у нас необычный день, отдаем Кроли-Лота в другую семью. Время встречи назначено 18.00 на Бульваре Красных Зорь. Распределили обязанности: Архип- чистить лоток, стричь когти, вычесать шкурку, ну а я все остальное. Мне хотелось в этот день, как можно больше времени посвятить Кроли-Лоту. Устроилась у клетки, прямо на траве - делаю наброски, угощаю Кроли -Лота любимым клевером, поглаживаю шелковую шкурку, любуюсь божьим созданием, а сама переживаю: Понравится ли ему новое место? Будет ли там хорошо нашему Кроли-Лоту? В какой то момент показалось, что он ответил человеческим голосом: Будет!
В путь. Клетка в багажнике, Кроли-Лот в коробке на заднем сидении, мы рядом. Всю дорогу поем гимн в честь Кроли-Лота. А Кроли-Лот не поет, а только жует клевер и смотрит не мигая на дорогу. Подъезжаем. Архип ближе прижимает к себе Кроли-Лота, у меня внутри все замирает.
Волнительный момент. Бульвар Красных Зорь. Поднимаемся на 2 этаж, я несу клетку, Архип нехотя идет за мной, в одной руке коробка с Кроли-Лотом, в другой мешок с клевером, что-то бормочет себе под нос. Может вернуться?- думаю я. Щелкает замок, выходит девочка, лет 12, на лице Архипа появляется лёгкая подозрительная улыбка, он останавливается и протягивает Кроли Лоту кусочек банана: Съешь! Вряд ли тебя будут угощать! С недоверием смотрит на девочку, она заглядывает в коробку. Архип прижимает к себе Кроли-Лота, предупреждает: Сладкое ему можно только раз в день, а то разовьется диабет! Пока Архип тянет время, я пытаюсь заглянуть в квартиру. Что же там ждет нашего Кроли-Лота? Одиночество? Неизвестность?……Что я вижу?! В конце узкого коридора комната полная разноцветных кроликов, они прыгают с дивана на диван, со стола на подоконник, с подоконника на балкон! Какой - то Kроличий РАЙ!….
Нам вместе ничего не страшно!
О, мой Кроли-Лот!
Боишься ты идти со мной напрасно!
Когда сведет двоих судьба,
Им не грозит тогда беда!
Поверь мне, Кроли-Лот!
We have nothing to fear, together we get strong!
Oh, My Rabbit-Bite!
Don’t hide, with me you’d better walk along!
When fate brings together two,
There’s nothing they can’t do!
Believe me, Rabbit-Bite!
When fate brings together two,
There’s nothing they can’t do!
Believe me, Rabbit-Bite!
